Then there was no inappropriate thing for children, and there was no scene that some people liked to watch.

Lin Wu lowered his head and kissed away the tears in the corners of Yun Xiaoman's eyes, the tears that appeared at some point, gently rubbing her stunning face, and a stunned atmosphere permeated the place of less than eight square meters.

Lin Wu looked around, looked at these dilapidated furniture, showed a reluctant expression, and helped Yun Xiaoman cover the quilt, while he walked towards the door.

Lin Wu thinks that he has strong self-control, and he is not a man who thinks with his lower body, he knows that he can't give Yun Xiaoman happiness.

After all, he killed Qi Wenbin, and the police will investigate it as soon as they investigate, and the murderer is himself, although he has become a demon spirit warrior, it is still impossible to compete with machine guns and cannons.

If he asked her for her at this time while she was in a state of distraction, it would only bring pain to her life.

I like it, but I can't accompany it, and I love each other, but I can't be white-headed.

"Maybe I will spend the rest of my life on the run!" Lin Wu smiled self-deprecatingly, which was free and easy, and tender, but there was no regret.

Lin Wu didn't know if she was the man she liked, after all, there was only a small notebook between the two, and she was still wearing a heavy mask, hidden at the end of the notebook, she had no way of knowing.

Suddenly, a somewhat playful voice sounded in the bottom of my heart: "If you leave like this, that little girl doll will die of lust, have you really thought about it clearly?"

Lin Wu's body shook, fear spread in his heart, his face showed a rare panic, his eyes were a little fluttering, his cheeks had an unnatural flush, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"Stinky boy, why don't you save her?" the voice said again.

"How can I save me" Lin Wu stammered a little, he had never experienced this kind of thing, and he was a little embarrassed.

"How else can you save it, do you still have to teach you this kind of thing?" the voice said with a hint of anger, quite a hatred of iron and steel.

Looking at Yun Xiaoman lying on her small bed, the sunlight outside the window swayed in and shone on her side face, which was so sacrosanct and unattainable.

Her face is still ruddy, her mouth is slightly open, I don't know what she is muttering, her skin is like jade, crystal clear, and it is very good-looking.

Lin Wu still didn't move, his thoughts were very chaotic, and two demons with small horns appeared in his mind, one on the left and one on the right, smiling at him.

"Oh my God, don't go against the grain!" the little devil on the left growled.

"Yes, yes, it's right!" said the little devil on the right.

Lin Wu was a little speechless, he didn't know what to do, he didn't want to hurt Yun Xiaoman, but he didn't want to watch her die in front of him.

Just when he was entangled, the voice spoke again, and said: "Your kid's heart is really good, so you can hold it, it's just that, the old man will teach you a way, you can use the innate breath in your body to transition into her body, you can easily dissolve the poison in her body."

"Innate Breath, where do I have that kind of thing?" Lin Wu asked, full of doubts.

"Demon Spirit Martial Artist, divided into Innate Martial Artist and Acquired Martial Artist," the voice said lightly, and said some of the secrets of the earth to Lin Wu.

"In that distant ancient era, there were no warriors in the world, and the ancestors of the human race created a unique physical training technique, and human beings relied on this to dominate the earth.

"But in the face of terrible natural disasters, as well as the fierce and powerful desolate beasts in the great wilderness, of course, there are some other inexplicable and strange things, the human race is struggling, and the living conditions are extremely difficult, not to mention some other weak races."

"It wasn't until later that a young scholar came out of the human race, his body tore through the blue sky, shattered the wild beast with a roar, and changed all this, he was the first innate martial artist born on the earth."

"He has created a unique cultivation system, which has been passed on to future generations, and since then there have been acquired martial artists, a generation of golden worlds is coming, and all souls are recovering, but no race can resist the footsteps of the human race" The old voice echoed in Lin Wu's heart, and his words were full of memories, obviously recalling that brilliant golden world.

"Then why the current earth?" Lin Wu asked.

"The exploration power of the human race is endless, I still remember that at that time, Ah Man always looked up at the starry sky and silently muttered to himself, and later, he finally took that step, stepped into the starry sky, and took several other ancestors of the human race to embark on the endless conquest, and disappeared into the starry sky, this go, but also took away the roots of the warriors on the earth, so no one in the future generations can go any further."

"The earth's resources began to deplete, and the earth itself had spirituality and self-regulation, so every distant era, an era of warriors appeared, and in the end, it also disappeared one after another.

"Where did the ancestors of the human race go?" Lin Wu listened to this ancient secret, and his heart was extremely shocked, and endless doubts surrounded him, wrapping him.

"Whether it is the past or the future, it is too cruel, too bitter, too difficult, full of bitterness and fire, blood and tears, if you tell you some facts about the future, I am afraid that you will not even have the courage to cultivate. ”

A light sigh came, which made Lin Wu's heart set off a stormy wave, he didn't think that this ring would deceive him, those bitterness and fire were accompanied by monstrous blood and tears.

Lin Wu is not stupid, he has long known the extraordinary thing about this light blue ring, that is, its appearance has turned his life upside down.

The two exchanged in their hearts, and although the words were many, they were extremely short.

"Operate the power, feel the ubiquitous innate breath in the body, condense it in the palm of your hand, and transmit it to Yun Xiaoman's body through the air!" The voice sounded again, telling Lin Wu how to treat Yun Xiaoman.

Lin Wu closed his eyes and carefully felt the so-called innate breath, and suddenly, cyclones appeared, flowing everywhere, full of explosive power, making Lin Wu feel a little scared, he felt that it was a bomb, and he didn't know when it would explode.

"This cyclone is your innate breath, and the acquired martial artist can also condense it after cultivation, but it is much worse than you in grade, even if it is a perfect cyclone, there is a world separation from your innate breath.

Lin Wu no longer hesitated, condensed the innate breath in the palm of his hand, and slowly transferred it to Yun Xiaoman, and after a while, Lin Wu's face became bloodless, obviously this process was extremely painful.

On the other hand, Yun Xiaoman's body shook violently at the moment when the innate breath was transmitted in, and then it didn't take long for the pink light under his eyes to gradually disappear, and his face slowly returned to normal, and he turned into the posture of a sleeping beauty again, which was extremely attractive. The lotus root arm is like jade, and it is on the side of the bed.

Seeing her like this, Lin Wu grinned, the playful freckles on his face jumped, revealing a satisfied expression, and then his head fell down.

Time passed slowly, the mental state of the two people was slowly recovering in sleep, a quiet and peaceful atmosphere shrouded the two of them, and the afterglow of the sunset outside the window swayed in, shining on the two of them, as if covering them with a quilt.

Lin Wu slept very sweetly this night, he had never slept so steadily since he was discharged from the hospital, no disasters, no sorrows, no joys, the ring on his hand flashed a faint light, shrouding Lin Wu and Yun Xiaoman's bodies, adding endless warmth to this peaceful atmosphere.

I don't know how long it took before Lin Wu opened his eyes dimly, looked at the breathtaking darkness outside the window, and stretched his waist greatly.

"Huh! what is this?" he only felt that his hand had touched a soft place, silky, soft, and he subconsciously pinched it.

"Wow, it's so soft" Lin Wu only felt that the blood was surging, and something in his nose was slowly flowing down, sticky and uncomfortable.

"Hmm" Lin Wu was still thinking about what he was touching, when a gasp came from beside him, full of endless allure in this dark night.

In an instant, Lin Wu quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and at this time he finally knew what he was touching, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, his expression was a little struggling, but he still looked up and looked somewhere.

I only saw that the rest of the matter was made up by myself

Well, Yun Xiaoman's body was completely covered by Lin Wuda, and he couldn't see anything.

Seeing that she hadn't woken up yet, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, she really couldn't imagine how embarrassing it would be if she found out, feeling the touch that was still on her hands, Lin Wu suddenly felt a little disappointed, if she hadn't woken up

"Hey, what's wrong with your nose?" A discordant voice sounded, and the sneaky Lin Wu jumped, and his brain spun rapidly.

"Oh, I may have had a problem when I was cultivating just now, and I was injured internally!" Lin Wu replied lightly, pretending to be indifferent, even believing himself, and then continued: "It doesn't matter, what matters is who you are?

This question haunted Lin Wu for a long time, and he couldn't understand why this ring appeared, why he chose himself, whether he was originally an innate martial artist or was transformed by him? These questions wound Lin Wu's mind into a thick cocoon, trapping him in it.

"Ringling, you can call me that from now on!" the voice said, not answering the rest of the questions.

"Ring Spirit?" What a weird name, no, it's weird everywhere, just listen to its name and know that he should be the soul of this ring.

The ring spirit did not answer Lin Wu's question, but was silent for a long time, and said to himself: "Internal injury? Why do you suffer internal injury? No, it shouldn't!"

Lin Wu sweated profusely, and suddenly felt that this strange ring spirit did not seem to be as terrifying as he imagined, and there might be some simplicity

Looking at Yun Xiaoman lying on the bed, and then looking at the dark night when he couldn't see his fingers, Lin Wu was going to do something.

There are some things that must be done, and what should come will come after all, although he does not want to separate, but he knows that people are killed by themselves, although they have something to do with Yun Xiaoman, but she is also a victim, if he wants to be with her, she will be affected.

Taking advantage of the night, Lin Wu quietly jumped out of the room with Yun Xiaoman in his arms, and didn't take anything with him, because it could be described as a family with four walls, but it was also relaxed, half good and half bad.

Just now, Lin Wu found Yun Xiaoman's student ID card and knew the specific location of her home, and then took advantage of the night to rush in the direction of her home, bringing countless strong winds.

What catches my eye is still the slum that seems to be eternal, dilapidated, dark, and damp, as if it has traveled through a century, back to the past, back to that dark age.

Lin Wu looked at Yun Xiaoman's beautiful, little face without a trace of powder, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed, wanting to make some promises, but he didn't know how to speak, sighed, and disappeared into the night.

With Lin Wu's skills, he quietly touched Yun Xiaoman's house, and a burst of fragrance came, Lin Wu knew that this room should be Yun Xiaoman's boudoir.

Since becoming a martial artist, Lin Wu's six senses have been greatly strengthened, even in this dark night, there is a faint cry of a woman in the next room, and a man's sigh, obviously her parents have known the news of Yun Xiaoman's disappearance, and they wash their faces with tears all day long.

Yun Xiaoman's bed is extremely small, not even as good as Lin Wu's broken bed that he picked up, but it is extremely beautifully decorated, a thousand times stronger than Lin Wu's kennel, several rag dolls are placed at the head of the bed in a regular manner, and there is a small stack of neat underwear next to the pillow, which looks extremely simple, and the whole room exudes fragrance.

Lin Wu gently put her on the bed, looked at her affectionately, kissed her face, and whispered in her ear.

"I'm sorry, I love you, I'm sorry, please forget me"

After a while, he walked out of the darkness, left Yun Xiaoman's house, stood outside and stared at the slums, staring at the direction of Yun Xiaoman's house, with a gloomy expression.

"This farewell, I don't know if there is a chance to meet!" Lin Wu's eyes were moist, he only felt that his nose was sore, a crystal clear tear slowly flowed, and his figure flashed and disappeared into this shabby and gloomy place.